Phantom of the Opera (Meg Giry/Christine Daae) [week 2 - prompt 3]
Title: Music of the Night Author: purple_alicorn Rating: FR21 Warnings: lesbian sex, Andrew Llloyd Webber musical stageshow Word Count: 560 Author's Notes: I always thought Meg was jealous of Christine – what if it wasn’t for the reasons we thought.
What Meg Giry first noticed about Christine Daae was not her pretty face, nor her good figure, as these traits were prerequisites for being in the chorus, nor her personality as Carlotta was the only female allowed to throw fits onstage, but rather her voice, which was a beautiful soprano.
Meg’s room was next to Christine’s, so she could hear Christine practising of a night. She could have stayed a musical voyeur, but decided to investigate the owner of this voice, and, in the process noticed Christine’s pretty face, good figure and unselfish personality, thereby completing the process of falling, if not in love, then at least in lust, with Christine.
Now, it was common in the Chorus, but not spoken of, for the love of Sappho to be practiced, as the girls could not afford the outcomes that often arose from the pleasures of man and maid. As Christine and Meg grew closer, the often turned to each other for comfort.
As their rooms were next to each other, it was easy for them to slip into each other’s room of a night. Meg preferred Christine’s room as it had a large mirror, which reflected their lovemaking.
The night before the new owners were introduced, both Christine and Meg were keyed up, and mutually decided that some stress release might be in order. Meg stopped by her room to quickly bathe, let out her fair and change from her practise gear into her nightgown, before padding down to Christine’s room.
She could hear Christine humming as she knocked on the door. Quickly Christine let her in, and Meg could not help but gasp at seeing the picture that she presented. Standing in the pool of candlelight, dressed only in her knickers and with her hair still up she looked light some ancient pagan goddess. As Christine moved to take down her hair, Meg quickly prevented her, and instead took off her knickers.
Stripping off her own nightgown, Meg moved them so they were lying on the bed, facing the mirror, with Christine in front of her. She covered Christine’s hands with her own and moved them so that they were caressing Christine’s breasts, all the while watching the movements in the mirror. Leaving Christine’s hands where they were, Meg moved her hands lower, caressing Christine’s body, before finally moving one to the junction of Christine’s legs, while the other moved to the same spot on her own body.
Gently, she started stroking the sensitive little nub there, while her mouth moved to Christine’s neck and began to kiss the smooth skin there. Musical moans emerged from Christine’s mouth, her head lolled back to allow her better access, as her hands started to move more frantically across her breasts, while simultaneously trying to get closer to Meg’s fingers.
Meg could not say for how long they continued their duet, with her causing the addictive sounds to emerge from Christine, but all too soon Christine tensed, let out a pure, low moan and then slumped. The sound set off Meg’s own climax and soon she too was spent. Kissing Christine gently, she helped her take down her hair, before putting on her nightgown and slipping off to her own room.
It was this love she held for Christine’s voice that caused her to utter those fateful words the next day “Christine Daae can sing it sir.”